Lyrics:
you can get it just be ready
Baby you ain't gotta try, yeah yeah (Try)
On my mind, all the time cuz you fine
Girl you took me by surprise, yeah yeah
favorites and two Red Bulls
And you know what else I came for so give it to me soon as I hit the door
Top notch girls get the most not the lesser I know you
Kick back nigga, relax and pack dabs
I'm a young lord hitter, that's word to A$AP
Like a 2Pac spitter, them cannot romp with us
Only go strapped in
Back or forward, androgynous
Blaow-ah, my powers devouring sour
Want it all the time, if I need it I'm a coward cuz my
Two parents too much mothering
Maybe an angel would send a sign
These days may be cold, and sour, and careless like my mistakes
I’m losing my cool
Just like the way my tears falling
a day
I ain't gonna stop yet
I'm going high speed
Doing Tai Chi
You can find me inside, gee
Don't fight me, you won't like me
Through a wife beater
You
and the power
These haters be looking sour
We climbing up the tower
Money moves by the hour
They callin' me a rebel
Cuz I rarely ever settle
Got the world all
terrible
Though I'm not sure what or why
cnd in this huge, awful moment his eyes
Two fat spiders crawl inside me and leave their eggs
I return to the bar
Yeah, yeah.
Mic check one two.
Wagwaan!
Wow, wow, take it easy people,
The show's about to start.
Eeeh I have a ticket!
Need a peace of mind
alone
Heart is a heart and a home is a home
Baby, I'll find you
I'll get you by phone
Heart is a heart and a home is a home
If you fool me sister
Drive me
Just for niggas acting shifty
Sticks and stones break bones
But the gat'll kill you quicker
Especially when I'm drunk off the liquor
Smoking blunts by
rolling stone
Ya you know it ya you know it
2:32
Stand through the noise because it loud and I'm never coming down , wear my heart up on my sleeve and my
You talk like Marlene Dietrich
And you dance like Zizi Jeanmaire
Your clothes are all made by Balmain
And there's diamonds and pearls in your
Think you oughta pick a side cos it is time
To pick a fight, I'm getting sick of the criticizers
Drop a hit the bar gets inches higher
If I try
a heavy head and a strange girl beside him
(Returned home a worried guilty man)
But inside his coat his wife found a note
It said "Thanks for the good
your time I pulled your card
Nothing for you here
When the demons near
We can smell your fear
Caught inside our leer
Time to get my mind checked, time
the shadows,
clone on a hill,
The windows and walls have been hammered by guilt
Pre-Chorus:
Did the air not warn you?
Did the signs not get through?
You're
through livin' just for dyin'
Hear what I say
Tacked to a six by nine
To please us
Look like you get what you want
You a stone cold Jesus
There's
into paradise
Parent eyes leaking seeing they kids inherit their paradigm
Narrowly getting by and nigga that's not just on rent
How I get on Twitter
stay I'll let you rearrange
The house inside my head
The ceiling feels a little low at times
Tend to get stuck inside
The depths within my mind
So many
ones by your side
Let's just turn the darkest day
Into the brightest night
Now I'm sitting at the station at 2 am
All I can hear is this snoring man
I see it on my face, right
I got all these questions in my mind
I'm feeling so high, I'm letting go
I could fly, I'm going to get mine
But first I
baby I'm stressed out'
We hooked a bond that's so strong knowin
CHORUS (3x) [verse 2 cuts in]
Many years in the mix now
We get a crib together, our
the Lord again and rehash how it just keeps movin’.
I get home to these thoughts, I hate it,
Contemplating, what would happen if I threw myself inside
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